The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Seeing that Lan Xinhui seemed guilty to acquiesce that she told General Manager Guo those secret things, Wang Zichen couldn't help further doubting whether the drunken nonsense that General Manager Guo was talking about was her Lan Xinhui's. plan?Is it because she wants to use their love in the past to make everyone mistakenly think that they are still very much in love now?Maybe she thought that he would be pressured not to divorce her?

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he wished he could divorce her immediately. He really didn't want to be entangled with someone like her anymore!

Thinking of this, he involuntarily stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove faster.However, he still felt that the car was not fast enough.At least not as fast as the day he got the certificate, which made him get the certificate in a daze.

Thinking of getting the certificate, Wang Zichen felt so regretful that his stomach turned green at this time, he didn't even know what he was thinking that day.Even if he knew that the child Lan Xinhui was carrying was his, he didn't have to go to get the certificate right away?At that time, didn't Lan Xinhui claim to be pregnant yet? Why was he so anxious?

If he hadn't been in such a hurry to get the certificate, it would have saved a lot of trouble now: if there was a falling out, it would be easy to break up, and there would be no need for such a troublesome divorce.

Seeing him speeding up the car again, Lan Xinhui stretched out her hand to grab the handle on the seat, and looked sideways at his ice sculpture-like side face—it was as perfect as if it had been carefully carved by an artist. Covered with frost, it was as cold as if carved from ice and snow.That's why Lan Xinhui felt that his face was carved out of ice.

She wanted to ask him where he was taking her now, but she didn't dare to ask, she was really worried that this handsome ice sculpture would suddenly turn into a fire dragon and swallow her alive.

The car drove into the mid-level villa area in the suburbs. Lan Xinhui looked at the beautiful villa outside the car window and thought: So he brought her to his house.

to his house?At this time, Wang Zichen was a man she was not very familiar with. Thinking of being taken to a man's house... Lan Xinhui couldn't help thinking vigilantly: "Why did he take me home? He won't be angry, What are you going to do to me?"

Thinking of this, he involuntarily raised his hands and hugged his chest defensively.But she changed her mind and thought: She is still his wife now, and it seems that it is her responsibility to satisfy him... However, if she firmly disagrees, but he insists on violating her, is it the so-called "marital rape"?

It turned out that Lan Xinhui was thinking too much, and Wang Zichen didn't bother to talk to him at all. After he got out of the car, he slammed the door and hurried towards the villa.

Uh, so he wants to go home by himself?Lan Xinhui couldn't help but blush because she thought too much and dirty.

After wiping his hot face, he went to the back seat to get his mobile phone. When he closed the car door, he looked up and saw that the door of his villa was wide open. He didn't know if it meant to let her in too.

She hesitated and walked into the villa.The villa is very spacious, but Wang Zichen is nowhere to be seen.

Wang Zichen has already gone to the study on the second floor to get the marriage certificate.On the day of receiving the marriage certificate, Lan Xinhui said that she hadn't told her grandmother about her marriage and hadn't brought the marriage certificate back to her residence.So, he took all the marriage certificates back here that night.

Lan Xinhui stood on the first floor of the villa and looked at the spacious and luxurious villa in amazement.Feeling that she felt like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden at this time, she felt a little strange. Logically speaking, Wang Zichen and her are husband and wife, at least his villa shouldn't be so strange to her, right?

When Lan Xinhui was looking at the small well-kept garden outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Wang Zichen came down from the second floor carrying a small red bag.Seeing that she was still standing in front of the glass window, he raised his voice and said, "Let's go."

She turned and walked towards him and asked, "Where are we going?" Her eyes were attracted by the delicate bright red bag in his hand.

He raised the bag containing the marriage certificate: "Go for a divorce."